Quotes About Attic

I was born in 1968 and grew up in my grandmother's house in suburban Connecticut, where I was convinced a ghost named Virgil lived in the attic.

A) trip to the attic is an excursion into history, and...all over the world the present unravels beneath the stored detritus of the past; that's what attics are for.

It was his fourth trip to the attic in so many days, ferrying out the odds and ends of a marriage to his new flat, and the Hoover was amongst the very last items he reclaimed – one of the most broken things, most ugly things, the things you demand out of sheer bloody-mindedness because you have lost the house. This is what divorce is: taking things you no longer want from people you no longer love

A man should keep his little brain attic stocked with all the furniture that he is likely to need, and the rest he can put away in the lumber room of his library, where he can get it if he wants it.

I work in my attic, and the view is next door's chimney stack.

Off course, if Steven had a wife in the attic, like Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre, that, I thought, would be another matter entirely. But the very idea made me laugh. His building had no attic, and his one small closet couldn't even hold a skeleton. It was too packed with clothes, his and mine.

The screens sway inward as the attic fan rattles overhead, pulling at wet air that has no desire to be moved.

Silence reigned. Well, except for Mallory's thundering heartbeat. She was in an attic loft, flat beneath her Mr. Wrong. Her common sense was screaming flee! But her secret inner bad girl was screaming oh please can't we have him? Just once? -Mallory

Mistakes are like the memories you hide in an attic: old love letters from relationships that tanked, photos of dead relatives, toys from a childhood you miss. Out of sight is out of mind, but somewhere deep inside you know they still exist. And you also know that you're avoiding them.

My family lives in that building now, along with Grandpa in the fourth-floor "penthouse" apartment, as he calls the converted space that was once an attic studio.

He didn't see them, but he heard them pitter-pattering across the beams and flooring in the attic. The place had been empty for some months, and the rodents had taken up residence. They

On that cold day I was born, in February 1955, my great-aunt gave me a classic fruitcake for the celebration of the occasion of my birth. Every year during the holidays I pull it out of the attic and take a look at it and it still looks great, and every year I try to get up the nerve to take a slice and try it. —Dean Fearing, chef of The Mansion on Turtle Creek

Instead of making myself write the book I ought to write, the novel that was expected of me, I conjured up the book I myself would have liked to read, the sort by an unknown writer, from another age and another country, discovered in an attic.

Mistakes are memories you hide in an attic: old love letters from relationships that tanked, photos of dead relatives, toys from a childhood you miss. Out of sight is out of mind, but somewhere deep inside you know they still exist. And you also know that you're avoiding them.

The words from the letter were trapped in my head, trapped, it seemed, beneath the sloping ceiling of my attic flat, like a bird that has got in down the chimney.

Steffie said, "Can you see the feathery plume from the attic window?" "It's not a plume." "But will we have to leave our homes?

Never trust a man with a lunatic wife in an attic, Richard told me. And anyone named Heathcliff should make you suspicious.

Vaya por Dios! Se avecina una buena tormenta. Fina volvió a la sala. Esta vez fue derecha a la llave de la luz y encendió las lámparas sin preocuparse de la reacción de su marido. Pero el doctor Freire no hizo ningún comentario. Dijo: «¿Has oído, Fina? Los ratones andan por el desván». De inmediato, tradujo literalmente la frase al inglés. El doctor Kimball hizo un gesto de entender el significado. Los ratones. Los truenos. Rieron.

So many old and lovely things are stored in the world's attic because we don't want them around us and we don't dare throw them out.

they should be hidden away in an attic along with the other relics too common to be called antiques and too broken to be of any further use. Yet I was inexplicably drawn to them, too.

Siempre quise un altillo. Cuando tenía nueve años, cuando tenía doce…siempre quise un altillo para escaparme. ¿De quien? Nunca lo supe. Francamente quisiera saber si todos están seguros de quien escapan. Nadie lo sabe

I'm convinced there's a small room in the attic of the Foreign Office where future diplomats are taught to stammer.

A CHILD SPOKE ABOUT HIS FEAR, LONG AGO. IT RESEMBLED A little song: In the attic there's a beam that hits you on the head, there's a wind that bangs the shutters, there's a mouse that peeps out of the corner.

Back in Georgie's attic, he yanks the phone out of the socket and begins scrolling down the names under dialed calls, praying to anyone who will listen. God. Baby Jesus. Saint Thomas the doubter. Saint Whoever, patron saint of losers. Praying, Please, please, don't let it be true. The first name shatters him. The second makes his head spin.